FORSAKEN - Chapter 2 (R/Lemon)

[Stella]

AN: Why is this fic taking so long? Ack - it was supposed to be short! Well, this chapter didn't get to be the out and out smut-fest. It's more like 'Opening Ceremonies.' Which means there will be more chapters. Geh.
But in the mean time *hugs to everyone*

Thanks so much for reading!

Love,
Stella

FORSAKEN

Chapter 2 ? No Orders

Her eyes fly open when my mouth clamps down on her neck. I hear the rush of air that was squeezed from her lungs and feel her palms pushing against my shoulders in her waking instant of alarm. My hand snakes upwards and rests against her forehead, but even then my Master?s mind and body are not soothed. Integra?s blood flows over my lips as her heart beats loud and frantic against my chest.

I tighten my hold on the woman beneath me and time seems to slow. She falls back against her pillows, hands dropping onto the cool material of the sheets. A word that sounded like my name is released into the room?s dark air, but I am near oblivion: Lost in the taste of her blood, the heat of her human body under my cold vampiric one, but most of all, I am lost in my moment of control. She is mine now, this one I have lusted after and hungered for in these ten years that could have summed up my whole eternity.

A decade should be nothing to me. In the past they have been little more than a turn of my head or a blink of my eye. Days and nights should run together in an indistinguishable stream until I stop and look up after some random instance forces me to take note of the date. But not these years with my Master. I remember her flawlessly, from the night she found me in that dungeon up until this very second. Perhaps I have marked the passage of our time so closely because for the first time in my long life, I was made to feel.

?Alucard.?

Integra?s fingers are weakly prying at the material of my coat. They pull at the sleeves and then move to the lapels over my suit. I don?t want to let her go. I do feel. I feel something beyond the icy immortal numbness, the numbness that not even a feast of blood can truly erase.

?Stop. Stop it. Alucard.?

I force myself to move away, though I take as long as I can to run my tongue over the wounds and stop the bleeding. I am slow to loosen my grasp on her body and tear myself apart from her warmth. As I sit up on the edge of the bed I can see the anger ignite in my Master?s blue eyes. Her hand shoots up to cover the stinging punctures and the other is poised to strike my cheek. I catch it in mine before it makes contact.

?What were you trying to do??

Her voice is a low hiss, still raspy and hoarse from sleep, but commanding all the same. I level my gaze directly to hers. I don?t like the distance between us so I lean in until my face almost touches her own.

?Following your orders, my Master.?

She stays still with the exception of her widening eyes and a sharp intake of breath. Her hand is still trapped in mine and I can sense the tensing of every muscle.

?You had no orders. When have I instructed you to stay here and drain me in my sleep??

?You were dreaming.?

?Don?t insult my intelligence.?

I smile. Sometimes it seems as though her bad temper was shaped for my amusement alone.

?Earlier. A nightmare.?

Her expression changes again. She pales and looks away. I can?t help but admire the picture she makes: her stately profile with gold light of early morning catching high cheekbones and weaving itself into her tousled platinum hair. The tangled strands fall over her exposed skin as if trying to protect her modesty. But my Master can hide nothing from me no matter how much she tries.

?I remember now,? she whispers. ?It stopped when? when I heard your voice.? I can sense her mind flipping through the images of dream she knew all too well. A shudder moves through her and she finally looks up again.

?I should say thank you, I suppose.?

?You have your duty and I have mine. There has never been a need for thanks.?

I raise her hand to my lips and plant a kiss on the palm. Her bare skin burns against mine before I release the limb back to its owner. It isn?t a mere sense of duty that keeps me by her side. There is no one but her who can hold me.

She tries to ignore the contact and squints passed me at the dim light peeking in through the gap in the curtains. I stay in the shadows, still near her on the bed. ?The sun is rising,? she says. ?It?s just as well I?m awake. It?s going to be a long day.?

Integra moves to get up, then seems to suddenly realize that I am watching her intently. She grabs the white sheet and pulls it tightly around her, averting her eyes from my wolfish expression. Why is she trying to hide again?

?You may retire now, Alucard.?

My stare is locked on the woman beside me. Sleep is the farthest thing from my mind. I shake my head and do my best to keep a stoic face, sliding towards her over the remaining covers. ?The day isn?t here yet, not completely. And the night?? I catch the sheet and pull it from her body. Her arms fly up to cover her chest as she inches backwards. Integra opens her mouth to protest and I catch it in a kiss. When I finally release her, the wide grin overtakes my features. ?The night and all things in it belong to me.?

I kiss her again, more deeply, as if I?m seeking to drink from her mouth. My hand encircles her wrists and guides her arms behind her head, pinning them to the pillow. I can still taste her blood in the kiss, a small amount returning from my lips to hers. It?s not enough. For so long I have waited to share my own blood with her. All it would take is a flick of my tongue against one of my pointed teeth and the simple motion of sliding it between her parted lips. But I cannot. Even if everything in her subconscious wills me to, even if her mind screams for it, I cannot until I hear the words. I will not.

I keep my hold on her and let my mouth travel over her jaw until I reach her ear. Her breath is coming out in loud gasps, so I speak the words slowly; allowing my voice to caress my Master?s already heightened senses.

?Will you let me take what is mine??

Her chest heaves against me, but she does not struggle to free herself. The vivid blue eyes gaze up at me as if their look alone should be the answer. She wants this. But the words do not come.

?I know, Master. Your thoughts betray you. Your dreams, your own mind.? I move farther down, smoothing a hand over her naked skin. I catch the scent of desire that is rising from the place between her legs. Human bodies. They, too, will always betray in the end.

?There is nothing stopping you. There is nothing now, between you and me.?

I shrug out of my coat and loosen my tie, all the while tempting my Master with an invisible touch. I will the unseen fingertips to trace gentle paths through her hair. At the same time, they glide from her fingertips to her shoulders and over her breasts, causing the sensitive flesh to pucker and tighten. They dance across her stomach and find their way to heat at the center of her body, tending the fire there until I am free of the last of my clothing.

Before I met my Master, I was nothing but a monster. I wanted to be nothing else. But I know I have been changed, at least in some small part, by Integra. Though she keeps me bound, she has truly freed me.

?Alucard.?

I discard my white shirt and her voice draws me back. It?s strained and airy, as if she is talking in her sleep. She mumbles something else that even I can?t hear, so I move in on top of her. Warmth radiates from the smaller form beneath me. It sets fire to my own cold skin and cuts through the chill that is etched in my very bones. My mouth finds the neck it has greatly missed in the last few minutes. I catch the scent of blood there, but it is not what I want right now. I want to taste the rest of my Master. I wish to know every inch of her, to devour her in ways no mortal man could hope to.

My glove-covered hands are drawn up the length of her spine and around to the softness of her breasts. I run my tongue over the salty flesh, lapping at one, and then the other, stopping to rest against the sound of her heart. I feel her moving under me. She calls my name again and I am forced to look up. I can see the flush in her cheeks and swollen fullness in her lips from being kissed.

She smiles. My Master looks at me and smiles as she takes my hands in hers and peels the glove off one, and then the other. That which is the focus of my power though Hellsing, but also the akin to the chains that would keep me as her prisoner, flutter like falling leaves to the hard marble tiles below.

?Do not do this because you are my servant,? she whispers. ?I have given you no orders.?

My mouth covers hers as my newly bared hands explore the silken heat against them. I cannot stop the groan of pleasure that rumbles in my throat. There truly is nothing between Integra and I at this moment.

[wicked]

*glares* How could you!!! A promise is a promise! Did you even promise? *thinks* I don't remember. *shrugs*

However, I think you are in need of serious hurt right now. Oh yes you are. Don't give that look. Not that one either. Or that. Ah! That one will suffice!

*puts serious hurt to Stella* I do this out of love Stella. Truly. Promise. ~_^

But I will say that I would say what she said there at the end. To be in Integra's place.... *faints*

Excellent chapter I must say. It makes me want more. A lot more. Eagerly awaiting the all-out smut-fest. *glares again just for good measure*

I agree with your take on his feelings toward his Master. It would seem that only she could truly make him feel. *snickers* Okay I'm sorry I have gone into mental hentai land. Gah!!! I need the smut-fest!!!

~Wicked

[Beck]

GAH! *passes out* What a build up and still we have no smut yet :evil: Love what she did at the end, who would've thought

[Amidala]

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Well, that was nice. Will make the smut all the more.. well, uh...

[Stella]

*hangs head* Yes, I know I'm in trouble. It's just, well, Alucard talks too much - it's his fault! Yeah, blame it on the vampire!

I know that I've complained that the darn thing keeps trying to grow a plot.

*gets out squirt bottle of Plot-O-Cide*

One of my chief complaints about hentai stuff and the reason I didn't write it for a long long time is the distinct lack of plot that plagues a lot of it, and in my humble opinion, while smut-fest is great, there should be at least a little something behind it. Not that PWP lemons don't have their place, of course...

But anyways, thanks for not killing me and for staying with this.

Love you guys!
Stella

[Red Ninja]

*falls off chair* Wha...!?!?! C'mon Stella have a heart!!

[Lara Winner]

:o STELLA!!!!!!

But... you... wha... why... AAAHHHH! No smut-fest? :-? *wails* A plot is not a bad thing but the lack of hot kinky sex is! *sniffs* Don't make me beg. I want my smut-fest and I want it now! *pouts*

Did it work?

No?

:evil: STELLA!!!!!

Seriously, great chapter! I love Integra'a last line...

[Stella]

Fear not, loyal readers! There shall be smut-fest! Calm down. Breathe. Let's think happy, calming thoughts. A quiet meadow. Not killing Stella. Fuzzy little bunny rabbits. Not killing Stella. Birds chirping happy tunes up to the clear blue sky. Not killing Stella. Sexy vampires seducing their masters. Oh wait... *sheepish grin*

I'm working on it. Things like this require some tough decision making, more than, I dare admit, I had anticipated. Like bed, office desk or coffin? Or all three? Ya know - the difficult creative choices

But I'm on it

Love,
Stella

[Eden]

Awww!! That was so beautiful! I'm glad that I finally got a chance to read your newest instalment of this fic. The way that you describe the intimacy between Alucard and Integra makes me want to cry, it was really sweet.

Now don't get me wrong though, I am not sad in the least! I have been needing a Hellsing fix, and know that I found one, I know that I'll be okay till the next part (?) or till the next part of Lillith comes our way.

Seriously Stella, you should offer your services to whoever produced the series for the suposed second half. You would make alot of fans happy!!

Well, if you can't do that, I understand.

Wonderful as always!

~Eden

[melrose_stormhaven]

A point for you, stella my dear.
Now, prepare to die. I will make you suffer. DIE.

Minna: No!!! If she dies, she won't be able to finish the fic! No smut fest!
Melrose: *calms down* Ok. Ok. Stella, update this. Please.
Anyway, I think so far the plot is quite...interesting. I like smu...I mean...intense romantic...uh...fics but I prefer them with a plot.

Good one. Wish I could make a lemon for HH, but I think things might be too late for that... :-?

Anyway, update the Lilith series. Geez. I'm starting to grow moss waiting for it.

Melrose's conscience: You should update HH and Legacy too...
Melrose: Shut up. :evil:

Anyway...update...or else... :evil: